My Heart Plays The Cello
For all the times I have abandoned myself. All the times I’ve abandoned them; it might be easier to count the times they’ve felt seen by me. I manage a regurgitated echo of their pain and it leaves my throat…
Category: emotional health
my journey into emotional maturity, where I’ve come from and where I want to be and all the pitstops along the way
Tears & Rain
I can’t discern my tears from the droplets of rain cascading down my cheeks; both are warmed by the June sun rising behind the cityscape through my drenched lashes. My soul screams for life. At the top of its lungs…